DH has a life limiting illness which although is terminal, has a lengthy outlook and he can live within the limits of it until old age. I guess what I mean is that it can't be cured, he has to have treatment but his prognosis is good. I have understood the limits of this illness since he was diagnosed a year into our relationship so I have been there the whole time. Within that time we have got married and had one DC.
It's only now that we are seeing the effects of a life limiting illness on our marriage, it's all coming home to roost and I'll be honest, I'm having a massively hard time with coming to terms with it. I suppose it's now that the hospital visits have ceased, the medications are on a smaller and less risky scale and things are ending managed rather than treated. DH has returned to work, I've returned to work after maternity leave and life has suddenly become very quiet but overshadowed with DH's exhaustion and focusing on medications and diet etc.
This is what we've wanted for ages - normality. But normality is fast becoming an issue. Day to day life is difficult, DH is exhausted and unable to do things around the house, he's unable to go out on a night and unable to do much without vast planning beforehand. I've always taken the backseat to nights out with his friends because I don't want his social life to suffer any more than it already has. So when DH is feeling well I encourage him to go out with this friends rather than do things with me. On the nights where he's tired we sit in together which is fine by me, we still spend time together but it's often blighted by tiredness and boring tv.
My social life has suffered massively. In the early days I was always at the hospital, a few friends stayed in touch but after a while all people had to chat to me about was DH and I was too exhausted to initiate nights out etc. Perhaps one bad excuse after another, but people gradually fell off the radar. Most of these friendships have not recovered. Now we have our DC it's even more difficult. I have very few friends now and I rarely go out. I am close with my family though so I do have them to turn to if I feel lonely.
I'm having to work more because DH isn't able and we have a mortgage to pay. Not a huge issue in itself but I dislike my job which drags my mood down. But the biggest thing is our sex life, it's non-existent. DH is always too tired, I always have to initiate it and it's starting to feel like I'm begging for it which is such an awful feeling. We've recently discussed having another child, but I don't think it's a good idea even though I'm desperate. I agreed to try, because I know it's something we both want but logistically it's not going to be easy.
This has exacerbated our sex life issues. Firstly, DH suggested we don't try but we don't prevent so that's what we did. The problem with this was that after our DC1 was born we did nothing for 6 months, then did it once. I didn't initiate anything until 6 months after that when I couldn't take it anymore. We've since done to 3 times when I've pretty much had to convince DH to do it, yet he still maintains he wants another child. So now I feel like sex is only for function and even then he has to be convinced. I feel so, so awful because of this. Repulsive even. Surely, if I was desirable at all he'd be a tiny bit keen after 6 months??
I spoke to DH, he knows it's an issue but maintains it's him and not me. He then asked if I was still in my fertile window. Obviously he doesn't get it does he?
I'm not sure what I'm asking. I think I'm asking if I should be seeing our sex life as an issue or whether I should just accept that this is the way it is and if I want another child then I have to persevere with the issue for the time being. Is anyone else in a sexless marriage? Does it work? Can it work? It's because of a medical issue, does this make it any clearer to deal with? I'm confused. Without the illness our marriage is perfect, but isn't it the way that you deal with difficulty that defines the state of a marriage?
I would never choose to be in a sexless marriage - if the illness wasn't the cause then I'd leave. I crave affection at least, now I'm in a situation where affection is missing. It contradicts everything I've always thought about relationships. And it hurts me because I sometimes think that I should leave and find a relationship which is better for me, and I feel so guilty because DH tries and he'd never intentionally hurt me it's just that he finds his illness a struggle.
I'm so confused. Do we carry on and I just keep ignoring the reality of things? Or do we address it, either through counselling or something else? What do I do, leaving isn't something I want to do but I feel like I'm building resentment. I've also been comfort eating a lot lately, which is making me feel even worse.
Thanks for reading if you got to the end you deserve a medal! Once I started spilling I couldn't stop :/.